Up on Cripple Creek
by J.R.Robertson. Album: The Band
See Peter Viney's article for more about this song.
A D When I get off of this mountain, you know where I want to go? A D E Straight down the Mississippi river, to the Gulf of Mexico A D To Lake Charles, Louisiana, little Bessie, girl that I once knew A D E She told me just to come on by, if there's anything she could do Refrain: A Up on Cripple Creek she sends me D If I spring a leak she mends me E I don't have to speak, she defends me F#m G A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one Good luck had just stung me, to the race track I did go She bet on one horse to win and I bet on another to show The odds were in my favor, I had 'em five to one When that nag to win came around the track, sure enough she had won (refrain) I took up all of my winnings, and I gave my little Bessie half And she tore it up and threw it in my face, just for a laugh Now there's one thing in the whole wide world, I sure would like to see That's when that little love of mine, dips her doughnut in my tea (refrain) Now me and my mate were back at the shack, we had Spike Jones on the box She said, "I can't take the way he sings, but I love to hear him talk" Now that just gave my heart a throb, to the bottom of my feet And I swore and I took another pull, my Bessie can't be beat (refrain) Now there's a flood out in California and up north it's freezing cold And this living on the road is getting pretty old So I guess I'll call up my big mama, tell her I'll be rolling in But you know, deep down, I'm kind of tempted To go and see my Bessie again. (refrain)